For The Record

[Grim Blacklake]

Zion walked Kashyyyk, carefully avoiding the natives, he walked on the sand, he wore his mask ashe walked.

Shane found the edge of a forest and walked in, he went into the shade of a tree.

He sat under it and pulled off his mask he slowly felt his scars, he then quickly put it back on.

He grabbed a combat knife from his pouch then threw it at a tree, it stuck, he continued to d that four a few hours. He waited, for somthing.

[member="Nomad Crimson"].

 

[Noamd]

Nomad walking though the shadowlands of Kashyyyk, no one should be there; perfect from him to train, but he heard a metallic thud every few seconds.

He decided to check what it was.

There was someone, or something in the distance throwing a knife, he tried zooming in with his Cybernetic eye but it was no good.

He decided to risk it. He walked closer and closer trying not to get caught. "H-Hello?" he called out to the figure when he was only a few metres. It was now visible that the figure was a male wearing a mask, he couldn't tell how old the figure was but he remained vigilant.


[member="Shane Zion"]

 

[Grim Blacklake]

Shane was in the middle of throwing a combat knife when a voice called hello.

He instantly stopped and looked at the boy, the nineteen year oldgot up and looked at him.

He moved his hands forming hand signs.

"Hello, what is it?" The signals state, his voice was weak, he rarely used it.

He ripped a knife out of the tree.

"SState your business" he whispered

[member="Nomad Crimson"]

 

[Noamd]

"I'm Nomad I came here for some solitude and training" Nomad said to the masked man.

Nomad placed a hand near his E-11 blaster slung to his back just in case of hostilities.

He sensed something familiar about the masked man.


[member="Shane Zion"]

 

[Grim Blacklake]

Shane took the combat knife up.
"Oh and it appears I've left my good sword at home, you see the man who actually owns the mask loaned it to me I needed to stay hiden." Shane said revealng his voice.

"And looking to train, in solitude tsk tsk thats not going to do." He said slowly.

[member="Nomad Crimson"]

 

[Noamd]

"I'm not sure what you're implying but I'm telling the truth!" Nomad responded.

He drew his E-11 blaster and pointed it to the ground. He didn't want a fight, far from it.

"Who are you?" he asked the masked man


[member="Shane Zion"]

 

[Grim Blacklake]

Shane looked at him and gave a chuckle.

"I am Shane Zion." Shane looked at his blaster unfazed.

"Now who are you" Shane's weak voice said.

[member="Nomad Crimson"]

 

[Noamd]

[member="Shane Zion"]

"Nomad, I told you. I don't use my real any more" he said, he clipped his blaster his to back. "Why are you here?" he asked, for now it seemed no fire fights were going to break out although he wasn't taking any chances. He spread his feet out and dug the soles into the ground subtly.

 

[Grim Blacklake]

Shane laughed at his last remark.

Zion took a step closer and smiled.

"I am here to train, is it not a free galaxy?"

Zion drew his sword and smiled.

[member="Nomad Crimson"]

 

[Noamd]

Nomad took a few steps back, "No, you can train just curiosity kill the Cathar, that is all" taking a few more steps back he jumped to climb one of the giant roots of the trees. Nomad looked back to the man behind the mask "If I leave you alone will you still kill me?"


[member="Shane Zion"]

 

[Grim Blacklake]

Shane watched Nomad jump into the tree.

He listened to what he had said.

"No, I guess not."

Shane put his sword away and his hands to the side.

"But how about a spar?"

[member="Nomad Crimson"]

 

[Noamd]

Nomad pondered for a moment, "Would this be an unarmed spar or a weapon spar?" he asked, he wanted to keep the rust off his fighting skills.

[member="Shane Zion"]